I mean, he's dancing back and forth between pathetically sad and massively fucking creepy.
when I woke up she was standing in the living room with a bottle of scotch because she is "allergic to hangovers"
at the bar. watching boys pee in urinals. when they come out we give them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. probbb shouldn't prop the bathroom door open with a bar stool....
The musician playing at the bar just puked inside his acoustic guitar, then sang an encore performance. I love Louisa!!!!
She was adopted and used to dance at Sapphire. just my speed.
I feel like if you stuck me in a room with all my old toys it'd be the best high ever.
It's like a party bus, but there's a glass, airtight wall separating the driver from the passengers, and once everyone's on, they pump vaporized THC into the cabin.
I masterbate to the thought of you. You totally aren't just a booty call.
Its summer. Time to get to the freshmen before the weight does.
These are your "grown up" slampiece's new hours of operation; please plan accordingly
I am not a slut. I'm just very open with how much I love to have sex. Stop judging.
Letting Freddy Krueger eat me out = HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO ME!!!
I let him stay at my place since i had to work early and when i got home there was a fruit snack wrapper in my bed. I dont have any fruit snacks. Which means he brought his own fruit snacks to the fuck session.
i feel like a cleansing fire is the only way to purify the house
Xanax, wine, and giving the neighbor blue balls. How about you?
Jesus, it’s Tuesday morning! Not back stage with Motley Crew
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